Like Topsy, she just grew.

My interest in the genealogy of my family started with Uncle Herbert (actually a first cousin, once removed, but since he held 65 years on me, “Uncle” was his moniker) describing to me, about eight years old, the incident that resulted in Herbert’s grandfather, my great-grandfather, being speared by a riding crop. I was astonished to think I was related to someone who lived in an era of horses and carriages. My gosh! To what other “ancients” might I be related?

Samuel F. Whiting, 1851-1910.
Samuel F. Whiting, 1851-1910. He’d lost his right arm in a logging accident. He later fell from a second-floor porch and was impaled by a riding crop on a carriage beneath the porch, but survived.

Over the next forty years, I indulged in my hobby regularly, but with large gaps of time for life, work, family. When my own children were about grown, I re-entered my notes and journals with intent, and decided to include my spouse’s maternal line, as well. Hence, my introduction to Lucy. Fifteen years after that re-start, Lucy remains my enigma.

I plan to post what is known about Lucy, and the evidence collected, and what might be surmised by the historical and genetic genealogical information collected over these years. Perhaps in writing this down in a methodical fashion, we can learn who Lucy is.

In the meantime, more than a couple genealogical mysteries have cropped up with the advent of DNA testing (and some popped up without any DNA involvement, at all!). I will be outlining those along the way.

Step aboard, and enjoy! 

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